Meanwhile, At Privet Drive II
Harry climbed into his bed and closed his eyes. He was exhausted. After Vernon had let him out of the closet, Petunia had made him clean the house from top to bottom. But in the end it was okay. Vernon hadn't been able to find his wand. And he'd even noticed Hedwig perched on his windowsill. He could replace the books before school. He just hoped he'd be able to go back to Hogwarts.
A loud thud from downstairs woke Harry a few hours later. The morning sun was pouring into his small bedroom and he huddled under the thin sheet to block out the noise.
Vernon's voice scared the wits out of him. "BOY! GET DOWN HERE!"
"Coming, sir." Harry called meekly. He got up and put his glasses on. He winced when he hit his right hand on the small table that served as a nightstand. Bright red tracks still covered the palms and fingers of his hands from yesterday.
"NOW BOY!"
Harry ran for the door and then quickly ran down the stairs. He went into the living room to find a rather shocking sight. Chimney soot was all over the floor in front of the fireplace. Vernon was holding Petunia and Dudley behind him while a soot-covered person held out a wand toward them.
"BOY! WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS! BRINGING ONE OF THOSE FREAKS INTO MY HOME!"
The dark figure waved the wand menacingly at Vernon who immediately quieted down. "Get you stuff, Potter."
Harry recognized the voice but couldn't place it. He looked at the person, "They burned it."
He noticed a slight change in the way the person was standing. He seemed to become even angrier. "Your wand and owl, too?"
"No."
"Get them now."
Harry ran for the stairs and wrote a quick note to Remus saying that he wasn't going to be at the Dursley's anymore this summer and that he'd write more when he could. He took his wand and put it in a small bag. He also threw in some clothing as he was still wearing the clothes he wore yesterday. He tied the note to Hedwig and sent her off to find Lupin.
When he came back down the stairs, Harry noticed that some of the soot had been cleaned up. He was shocked to find Dudley on the floor wiping it up with a cloth. The figure stood over the fat boy and watched his parents closely.
"Let's go, Potter."
Harry nodded and took the small amount of Floo Powder from his rescuer's hand. He threw it into the fireplace and waited for the person to call out a destination.
"Honeyduke's!"
Harry stepped into the fire that had appeared and felt the usual dizziness he got from traveling by Floo. He felt his elbow hit something and he fell onto the floor of Honeyduke's Candy Shop. Soon after another figure hit the floor. Harry scrambled away from the wizard and held out his own wand in defense.
"Put it away, Potty."
"Malfoy?"
"Yeah. So?"
Harry was really confused, "What… why… I…"
"Nice stutter, Potty. Might want to look into getting that fixed."
"Whatever."
Draco brushed the soot from his clothing and motioned to the back door that led to Diagon Alley. "Time to go, Potty."
"Where?"
"Hogwarts. You have a visitor."
Harry noticed the bitter tone that Draco's voice had taken when he mentioned their destination. He wondered what was going on. "Did your father put you up to this?"
"What?"
"Kidnapping."
"No. Who the hell would want to kidnap you?"
Harry climbed into his bed and closed his eyes. He was exhausted. After Vernon had let him out of the closet, Petunia had made him clean the house from top to bottom. But in the end it was okay. Vernon hadn't been able to find his wand. And he'd even noticed Hedwig perched on his windowsill. He could replace the books before school. He just hoped he'd be able to go back to Hogwarts.
A loud thud from downstairs woke Harry a few hours later. The morning sun was pouring into his small bedroom and he huddled under the thin sheet to block out the noise.
Vernon's voice scared the wits out of him. "BOY! GET DOWN HERE!"
"Coming, sir." Harry called meekly. He got up and put his glasses on. He winced when he hit his right hand on the small table that served as a nightstand. Bright red tracks still covered the palms and fingers of his hands from yesterday.
"NOW BOY!"
Harry ran for the door and then quickly ran down the stairs. He went into the living room to find a rather shocking sight. Chimney soot was all over the floor in front of the fireplace. Vernon was holding Petunia and Dudley behind him while a soot-covered person held out a wand toward them.
"BOY! WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS! BRINGING ONE OF THOSE FREAKS INTO MY HOME!"
The dark figure waved the wand menacingly at Vernon who immediately quieted down. "Get you stuff, Potter."
Harry recognized the voice but couldn't place it. He looked at the person, "They burned it."
He noticed a slight change in the way the person was standing. He seemed to become even angrier. "Your wand and owl, too?"
"No."
"Get them now."
Harry ran for the stairs and wrote a quick note to Remus saying that he wasn't going to be at the Dursley's anymore this summer and that he'd write more when he could. He took his wand and put it in a small bag. He also threw in some clothing as he was still wearing the clothes he wore yesterday. He tied the note to Hedwig and sent her off to find Lupin.
When he came back down the stairs, Harry noticed that some of the soot had been cleaned up. He was shocked to find Dudley on the floor wiping it up with a cloth. The figure stood over the fat boy and watched his parents closely.
"Let's go, Potter."
Harry nodded and took the small amount of Floo Powder from his rescuer's hand. He threw it into the fireplace and waited for the person to call out a destination.
"Honeyduke's!"
Harry stepped into the fire that had appeared and felt the usual dizziness he got from traveling by Floo. He felt his elbow hit something and he fell onto the floor of Honeyduke's Candy Shop. Soon after another figure hit the floor. Harry scrambled away from the wizard and held out his own wand in defense.
"Put it away, Potty."
"Malfoy?"
"Yeah. So?"
Harry was really confused, "What… why… I…"
"Nice stutter, Potty. Might want to look into getting that fixed."
"Whatever."
Draco brushed the soot from his clothing and motioned to the back door that led to Diagon Alley. "Time to go, Potty."
"Where?"
"Hogwarts. You have a visitor."
Harry noticed the bitter tone that Draco's voice had taken when he mentioned their destination. He wondered what was going on. "Did your father put you up to this?"
"What?"
"Kidnapping."
"No. Who the hell would want to kidnap you?"
